Diaries

Pages That Need Review

Lydia_Gay_Diary

page_0039
Needs Review

page_0039

April 1 Now I bid this sabbath welcome, hosanna to the son of david, blessed is he that cometh in the name of the Lord, hosanna in the highest, O that we may be in the spirit on this lords gday, that this may be the sabbath of rest in God, Enable us, we pray thee, so to sanctifyed this sabbaeth as that it may be sanctification to my soul, I desire to Prais god for all is goodness to me, and sparing my Life so long. O that I might Glorify God as long as I live, this day bring to my mind what I said to my sister as she came in to my chamber, do ask Lydia to go to meeting with me she said to me, if you had such sore mouth you would not ask her, I did not know that was so bad, I love to have her go with me, and to walk with me, Our days are swifter than a weavers shuttle, and are spent without hope, O remember that my life is wind: Mine eyes shall no more see good

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0077
Needs Review

page_0077

May 2. O fear the lord, all ye his saints for there is no want to them that fear him. my desire this morning was, what good can I do to day, I never want to live with out being usefull, O I wish that I had a enough to feed and clothed the poor. that is all I should want Mony for, I have rote to my children down East this morning and sent them some Books, I pray that they may be read and blessed to there souls judge ye who know a mothers cares, for the dear tender babe she bears

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0040
Needs Review

page_0040

I was in hospes that my healh and the wether would permit me to go to church and once more to commemorated the dying love of jesus. I have entertained some faint views of the character of god: and mourned for the evil of sin Dear Savior, let thy beauties be My souls eternal food: And gradce command my heart away from all created good April 2 this day one year my poor child had the Doc for the first of her sickness he was alarmed to find her mouth so sore and ask me if I know it. She soon took to her bed never to rise more, the rapid changes in this family cannot fail to remind me of the instability of Earthly possessions and Enjoyments, how desolate is my condition: how deep my depression: wave after wave rolls over my head, and yet, some comfort are left, yet I sorrow over [be] there grave of those I love as my soul, this day I have walk our this is the first. since Nov

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0044
Needs Review

page_0044

April 5 this day is set a part for fasting and prayr with a view to obtain mortification for my sins therefore also now. saith the lord turn ye even to me with all your heart with fasting and with weeping, and with mourning and rend your heart, and not your garments, and turn unto the lord your god: for he is gracious and merciful slow to anger. and of great kindness, and repenteth him of the Evil, O lord I desire to render the thanks for thy loving kindness to me, in mist of all my suffrings, for my sins deserve all that has past before me, I am overwhelmed with wonder, shame, and confusion to reflect on innumerable Mercies I had received, and the ungrateful returns I have maid I have not keep this day as intended to my health has been poor and my body so week that I am unfit for anny thing, remember, O lord, thy tender mercies and thy loving kindnesses: for they have been ever of old O lord have Mercy and wash all my sins a way in thy blood

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0045
Needs Review

page_0045

from deep distress and troubled thoughts to thee my god, I raisd my cries, if thou severely mark our faults No flesh could stand befor thine eyes but thou has built thy throne of grace, free to dispense thy pardons there, that sinners may approach thy face, And hope and love as will as fear, As the benighted pilgrims wait and long and wish for breaking day so waits my soul before thy gate: When will my god his face display my trust is fixed upon thy word: Nor shall i trust thy word in vain: let mourning souls address the Lord. and find relief from all there pains.

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0046
Needs Review

page_0046

great is his love, and large his grace, through the redemption of his son: he turns our feet from sinful ways. [Aan] pardon what our hands have done. My poor child was this day one year, very sick and she had but a few more sands in her glass to run, the deat of this Dear child, caused my heart again to bleed and tears to flow, though we may live many years and see good in them all, yet let us remember the days of darkness, for they to will be many it is decreed by infinite wisdom alone, that through much tribulation we must enter into the kingdom of heaven,

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0047
Needs Review

page_0047

6 a pleasat morning and my health is a little better but my Dear Elisebth is indisposed this morning I pray that this will be sanctified to her, and to myself, we live in a dying World O that we may be prepared to meet death with Joy, & Bring us to our grave as a shock of corn in its season: satisfy us with life wither it be longer or shorter, and shew us thy salvation I was disappointed in not meeting with Gods people in the santcuary but I hope I had meainess of access to my saviour in my chamber; this morning my Dear friends came and we had very interresting meeting as usal come, we that love the lord And let our joy be known. join in a song with sweet accord. And thus surround the throne, A suffiring day my Dear Lydia had /at\ Night She said it would be wearisom Night to her

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0048
Needs Review

page_0048

7th I had very sick night pain in my head and my nerves in weak late, When my soul fainted within me, I remembered the Lord, and my prayer came in unto thee, into thine holy temple 8th Lordday moning I have been permited to meet with God people in the santtuary, Mr Finney Preached from this text Jonah chap 1 and the 6 verse What meanest thou, O sleeper: arise, call upon thy god. if so be that God will think upon us. that we Perish no. O how good to go in the house of God once More I have not been to meeting sence Last November for My health has been so poor: bless the lord. O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy Name, bless the lord O my soul. and forget not all his benefits: O I do hope What I have heard may make a ever Lasting impresion on My heart, and that my behaviour and words will tell to those that I converse with may that I have been with christ My Dear Lydia one year this Eving was released from this Body of sin and death

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0053
Needs Review

page_0053

April 13 I had very sick Night but feel better this morning I desire to thank the fore the light of this day O my God and for all thy goodness to me Friday morning a presious meeting in my chamber. how infinitely good is God. still to continue his consolations to one who forfeits them every step of my progress, I think I felt a brokenness of heart in view of my sin of my life Memoirs of Andres Sherburne the last days journey Was generally through a dreary wilderness: and the road if it deserved the name, was exceedingly bad In Shelburn there were but few inhabitants Moses Ingall Esq and Fletcher Ingalls, his brother, were the Principal men of the place from both of those gentlemen I received many signal favors there an aged and Eminent saint /[hury] Father] lived with Fletcher, his mother was not in health at this time

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
page_0052
Needs Review

page_0052

April 12 a pleasant moning and my health is improving bless the lord o my soul for all his goodness to me a sinner A worm of the dust One year this day with many tears we committed our Dear child to the toomb. she meekly yielded to the will of her heavenly father, without one murmuring word, she said that if god spared her life she would live better she Mourn for the past, and prayed that she would beforgiven all her sins. I have hope that she is in heaven she Love her Brother Daniel the sould of Lydia was knit with her Brother, how often did tears stream from her Eyes her heart was broken when she spoke of him, they soon Meet to part no more I call to see my Dear afflicted Mrs Stickney she has been call to part with her only son. I can feel for her when I was with her my tears open afresh a wound, they ware friends my son often spoke of Moses Stickney

Last edit almost 2 years ago by KHindley
Displaying pages 91 - 100 of 508 in total